Cheers, (she says blithely, raising the glass to knock against his before she knocks it back. It's delicious even though it makes an unpleasant shiver ripple over her, hands twitching... and when she looks down at them, they are different.)
Oh– (she says, staring curiously at her elegantly curved nails. She'd been wondering what might swap, consciousness or body? It seems body did, as she's still sitting in the same place except now as an elf. Her ears twitch.)
This is– (something. When she looks up, she's staring into her own face.) Woah.
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Oh– (she says, staring curiously at her elegantly curved nails. She'd been wondering what might swap, consciousness or body? It seems body did, as she's still sitting in the same place except now as an elf. Her ears twitch.)
This is– (something. When she looks up, she's staring into her own face.) Woah.